I got through my first day of winter driving. It was awful outside yesterday. Even though they forecast lots of snow, there was a good deal of sleet and freezing rain as well. I learned how to scrape off a half inch of ice from the windshield. I learned that it's much easier to scrape the windshield if you warm up the car and defrost for 15 minutes first. I took it slow and easy on the road while others (young males) seemed to be playing bumper cars. In true curmudgeon fashion, I balled up my fist and shook it in the air at them.
Some of the retailers here are mimicking the black Friday sales in the US. I've got my eyes on a little snow blower (at half price!) that will make shoveling the patio less back-breaking. Add another tick to the curmudgeon column.
I finished the book Red Leaves by that traveler's check guy Thomas Cook. There I was on my morning break blubbering in the food court. And now I can't get a couple of the overriding themes out of my head: Everybody lies. Can we really, truly know a person? It was a heartbreaking ending, as you might imagine.